The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-10-17
REAPBD THE WHIRLWIND.
A Wanderer Returns Home Only to
Blow Out His Brains.

From the Anaericus (Ga) Republican.
A man who looked to be As years old
stood on the corner of the streets of one of
the prettest little cities of the South one
bright. balmy spring morning, looking
down the thoroughfare. His eyes were
filed with tears, but they also had an eager
hopeful look In them. People passing looked
on the stranger, and wondered why he
wept, and for whom he seemed to be look
ing. An old man whose locks were white,
sauntered up, and looking at the stranger
asked
"Well, stranger, what's the matter with
youw
"Sir it is nearly impossible to tell. 1t is
a long time since | was in this town; but
will you tell me how long you have lived
herem The old man said fifty-fve years or
more.
"Ah, then you know Allen White9 Where
is heT'
dead, thirty years." said the old man,
land his wife preceded him five years. His
last son died about five years ago, and his
two daughters have married and left this
lplace.n While the old man spoke the
stranger wept aloud and had to sit down on
the curbstone. He then sobbed out, But
he had an elder son."
"Ah," said the old man. s'that other son
brought him all his misery. But why do
you speak of MIN White. He robbed his
father and left here forty years ago. He
broke his mothers heart and brought his
gray haired father to the grave"
The strange man had jumped to his feet
when the old citizen said he had robbed his
father, fiercely saying: at is falseI' but as
the old man kept on he dropped on the curb
stone, groaning in the deepest misery. After
awhile he looked up and said: "Who are
you, sirY" and the old man said; 81 was the
neighbor of Allen White when his son MIN
ran away forty years ago. and live in the
same place. MIN was always bad boy.
His father chastised him the day before he
left, and he was then Is years old. To-day
he would be your ape, stranger"
faye, to-day he is just my age. Mr.. Saw
age, for know you now; but that robbed
the old man is false. l did not take a cent
from him, and left what moneySI had
| committed and for which he pun
ished me- If l had known that he
had been robbed, / wouldEhave returned
Immediately. There were two men on this
corner when l left home that night and one
of them cursed me. He saw me leave home
through the front door, and knew that it
was not locked. He is the man that robbed
my home and brought my par
ents in sorrow to the grave,
for l had engaged to leave here
with a man who was going to Europe, and
told him was an orpan boy. Mr.. Savage,
| have suffered much, been through scenes
that would stop the throb of your heart to
hear Of much less be in; and as surely as
the sun shines in the heaven above, l am
telling The truth about that robbery. But
for forty years it has been on my shoulders
| and blackened my good name where most
wanted it pure and bright, with father,
mother, sister and brother, but they died
thinking and believing me an outcast and
thief and am here alone, dishonored in
the home of my birth; !" and again he sobbed
as if his heart would break. "Will you tell
me how to clear myself of this unjust
charge at this late datef'
The old man shook his head 'No can
not tell you, and you cannot do it. No one
knows who you are here, except few very
old people, and your schoolmates. All of
them will remember your name when it is
told, and remember the crime attached to it,
and you cannot change that opinion at this
late day. As you sowed, you have reaped.
There is not friendly hand in this place
that will be extended to YOU not word of
love nor an eye that will beam in kindness
on you when you say: i am MIN White. }
You have been dead here for forty years,
and should have stayed SO. Here is man
who was your playfellow. Tell him your
name and see if he will recognize you," and
pushing forward a man of the same age, he
! continued
''Sam, here is MIN Whitem
"Sam Wierman," said White, with an
eager look and an outstretched hand, don't
you know meN
But Sam didn't stretch out hand, and
simply said: The boy who robbed his pa
! rents"
The poor fellow dropped on the curb
again at this greeting, saying, 81 didn't do
) itr'
''Call back your dead father and mother
and prove it," said Sam, ''then I'll believe
it. They believed it."
''Oh, God, this is too much" said White.
81 was wild and reckless, but as God is
above me, did not take anything from
them " A harsh laugh greeted this, but no
one spoke. White got up and said: II
! went to Europe and stayed there ten years
: in all the deviltry and meanness a man
, could devise. | went to Africa, to California,
Brazil, Australia, and come back home to
: give my parents a fortune. | have
money enough to buy this town but never
took one cent from my parents. II there is
no one to love and respect me, there is no
: one to own my property. Last night
came into town in my private conveyance.
A mile or two out buried all my posses
sions, thinking | would go back in a week
and give it to my people; but it will stay
there. Yonder is my horses and wagon.
They will pay my burial expenses" Then
) looking at all who had gathered he started
over to the wagon, and turning back said:
''Mr Savage have me buried" and at the
same time a pistol shot broke the morning
air, and MIN White had entered the un-
known world. He had reaped as he had
sown.